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Ryan D Jun 2018
The television flashes, the static crashes
The loneliness sets in on small patches
The restless snoring, the great and boring
The lustful thoughts of those I should be adoring
The quieter air, the darker stare
The wolf at the door that I’m aware
I grab the keys and drive to somewhere without needs
Where did we all go?
Where did the little problems go?
Did the quietness build up?
Did society slip up?
The Nationalistic lust.
The gravitational trust
We went somewhere without a must
We came back without a trust
Our Night Sickness built up
Our Night Sickness choked us up
Ryan D Jun 2018
We drift through the open air,
we’re both together so we don’t care.
The vacant and void,
Without heartless avoid
Eternal without need,
we’ll never lose out speed
Pull me in, burn me up
breathe me in, choke me up
Frozen in our serenity,
pulled from our security.
Feel my gravity, steal my magnitude
They’ll see us through the window,
They’ll watch us on their screen.
Arm and arm, we’ll have each other
We’ll fly past the frozen debris,
we’ll float together at the same degree.
Mother Earth doesn’t stop to stare
We’ve become space junk of her own share.
Ryan D Jun 2018
The walk home smells of wet pavement
Shouts of beggars, through the quiet mumbles weather
The lights turn green and red, the screeching loud lament that was only audible for a second
He must not have seen it coming, the whole sight was really something
His twisted metal, his wrecked ghetto, his quiet glass cave in.
I wish I was in the way, that his own would have a stay.
His lucky life is all at bay and my ****** life is still here to stay. But, his screeching t bone would find him his new, eternal home while I’m stuck in my own. I wish that I was in his way. His wife, his kids, his house, his dog.
The wail of sirens are on their way,
The poor and the passing are over longing their stay.
He’ll be missed, I’m sure he’ll be missed every day
The only thing I’d be thought of is life insurance pay.
Ryan D Jun 2018
The leafless tree never stops growing
water among the rocks never stops flowing
Feathers of a fallen bird and the empty shell of a snail
the sound of a vacant world, the empty destruction of man’s trail.
A limitless mountain coated with snow
the empty wind no one will know.
The prints of the following herd and the holes of many snakes
We’ve forgotten the naturally learned and left the marks of our mistakes.
We’ll travel to the forgotten lake isle
We’ll travel to the land of the fertile
The cleanest snow on the top of the great mountain
The oldest oak overlooks the greatest fountain
The rugged owl emits the loneliest howl
The deepest roots that touch but never meet.
The wisest seed rolls down the oldest tree
The waters toss and make rocks moss.
The bullets of a forgotten hunter
The footprints of a greater confronter.
The deep cave with endless bowel
The largest fruits without treat
The highest speeds of the winds that will never be.
The bridges still cross as the seasons begin to toss.
The copacetic cliffside corroded by the rain
The old oak cabin with a great wood stain
A monstrous thistle hidden away
A marvelous crystal deep in a cave
Ryan D Jun 2018
This was the one, my time to not be shunned
Helpless gasping hope, I read upon my final note
All of them meant a ton, but there is surely more than one
I struggle on with one last fight to see the eternal undying light
My security was robbed and my senses were shot
I float upon a paper boat, but near the end, it cannot tote
The miserable, shot, torn apart, the bloke I am
Carrying the weight of 1,000 sins
I’m so insecure and always seemed to be scorned
And I’ve been hollowed out into a way I wasn’t born
God has pushed his way of a horrible, everlasting storm
And has pushed to me a person who will never be adored
Filled with the roots of the tree of hate
A true lasting relationship will never await
My one and only of the wind find yourself free of my sin
Traveling hidden through the night I find myself my final fight
I slashed and slashed but my soul was already gashed
And I will never see you here again a true love was never meant to begin
I shred my disparity and welcome the clarity of something out of bloom
How can we hide the shame knowing we will never be bride and groom
Even though I’m not dead, I’d rather die with the thought of you in my head.
Ryan D Jun 2018
My mind is crystallized, under a vast controlling ice
And the bars which uphold me take away my human rights.
The sun will never rise, in this cold and howling night.
Even though it’s useless, I struggle with all my might.
I know I’m reclusive, but this dream feels so lucid.
Buried underneath the sand, there’s no one except for me to stand.
And the waters are washed upon the shore and reminds me of the lost one I adore.
And I see her in the sky and I know I don’t want to die without her.
But, the crystal pillars stand tall and I think I’ve seen it all
But somehow she still surprises me, somehow she still surprises me.
Even though it’s not out loud I’ve been bottomed out
And carved out by one way love.
Our love shone and shone
But, our love was never grown
Left in wonder without end
We always ended just as friends
My heart burns, my mind yearns
For a burning, passionate love that will never turn
In my mind, we’re all deprived
But, what we’re looking for has already arrived
I’ll always be looking for the angel in my life
But, it seems the only thing you’ll ever do cause me strife
We are all the same the package we’re looking for has already came
We tear each other apart even though we’ve had enough to start
I love you, I hate you, but in the end I’ll always break you
No matter how mad I’ll make you, you’d know I’d never trade you
And when the Angels weep in constellation, I’d never leave you in desolation
When we end you’ll always hate me but where we begin I’d always date you
And we’re the cousins of the sky but we’ll always tell a lie to die together
I want you and you want me, but our relationship has seen its fair share of debris.
I want to caress you and undress you, but it’ll all have to be a dream
I guess a hidden, forbidden love isn’t as easy as it seems.
But, a man can always dream of a love that seems to beam
A love in the sunrise, a love that’ll never die
A love in the sunset, a love that’ll never rise
I’ve cried and been made to want to die because of a love that might not ever stride.
And the physical pain will always heal, but the mental pain will never be the same.
My emotions were drained for a true love that never came.

— The End —